Nicolas: Lestat? Oh my God!
Lestat: Ahh! It's been too long!
Nicolas: And your looking well!
Lestat: And you! So Parisian!
Nicolas: And you, lord of the hunt! Is it true you took down six wolves on your own?
Lestat: Eight, actually~ But what happened in Paris? There are rumours of an unnatural love affair.
Nicolas: It's true. I disgraced myself.--With the violin~ When my father found out I sold my books to take up music he dragged me back here. He says he will break my hands if I ever play again!
Lestat: Mine is just the same. ... Nicolas~ I'm leaving~
Nicolas: I just got back, where are you planning to go?
Lestat: I don't know! I haven't even thought that far ahead! I just know I'll go mad or kill someone if I don't escape.
Nicolas: There's no choice then. We'll go to Paris~